A/N I just want to say thank you too all my awesome reviewers on all my stories. Recently I was going through depression and you all helped bring be out of it. I love you all but, I just want to say thank you to Ducky Mikey for all the reviews. She/he does not have private messaging and I think I sent a private message to most if not all of you. Back to Ducky she/he has reviewed on every single one of my TMNT fics. Lastly I am going to be doing Christmas present prompts to If you have an idea review it or PM me and I might make it and post it on Christmas in dedication to you. Christmas 2014. P.S my E button isn't working to well so if I miss an E or add 2 every once and a while don't blame me.

Mikey POV

I run, well more like toddle down the sewers until my feet burn too much to continue. I finally look around at my surroundings. I don't known where I am and I start to shake partly because I'm cold and mostly because I'm scared. I regret every running. I curl up into a ball. I wish Raphie, Leo, or Donnie were here.

I was about to fall asleep when I hear footsteps coming towards me. I whimper and try to hide myself in the shadows. To my displeasure I see Fishface and Razor (aka dogpound.) "Why are we down here again," I can't see who is talking. "Cause boss said we need to find mutagen so stockbag can reverse the effects on Karia." I whimper again and their heads snap towards me. Razor gets closer and picks me up by my injured arm and I let out a screech.

"Hey, it's a turtle tot. Witch freak is it, " said Fishface. "It's Michelangelo," said Razor. At this point I'm sobbing and have no idea what to do. "How do you know," asks Fishface. "Look at his cheeks, they are covered in freckles," explained Razor. "We should ta…" Fish face was interrupted by Leo shouting with pure rag in his voice, "PUT HIM DOWN." I smile but, grimace when Fishface continues, "Why should I when you were irresponsible enough to let a turtle tot be in a sewer at night in New York." I see him cringe and recover quickly. He doesn't answer but, distracts Razor long enough for Raph to grab me. He pulls me to the side and lets the others handle them. He keeps apologizing and squeezing me tighter each time.

By the time the others get done I'm pouting in Raph's arms, "It's okay Waphie, I wad da one who weft." Stupid lisp. He shakes his head and responds, "No, no, no. Right after I left the room guilt killed me and I came back to apologize just to see you leave. I told the other guys to come with me to find and we heard you scream." At this point he was sniffling so I let him pick me up even though I hate it. He starts walking and as soon as I try to wiggle my way out of his grasp it tightens immediately. "Mikey as of right now you are not 15 you are at the most 2, not even. When we get home there are going to be some major rule changes." I just grown and lay my head on Raph's chest deciding to sleep the rest of the way.

I wake up and rub the sleep out my eyes only to feel slobber all over my thumb. I let out that stupid whiny sound and look around. Either I'm in a crib in the living room or the went insane and decided i'm safest in a prison cell. Knowing my family I'm banking on the later. I hear footsteps walking coming towards me. The door opens and Donnie comes in, "The others went on patrol." I just lean into him and let him carry me. No use complaining.

We get down stairs and my stomach rumbled. Donnie looks at me and used his baby voice, "Looks like someones little tummy monster wants to be fed." I glare at him and say, "I'm not weawwy wittle Donni." He smirks and says, "Okay, how about we feed you then when Raph and Leo get back we discuss the new rules. They are going out again after that and we will follow all of those rules."

We get into the kitchen and as we move around I see what he's making. I look at him and contemplate what would happen if I smacked him. I mean he expects me to drink from a BOTTLE. He didn't even have the decency to make it a sippy cup. I decide to say something instead of smacking him because I think Leo might get a little mad if I hit Donnie. "Donotewwo why awe you makin a ba ba… bo ba, why can't I say ba ba?" He just grins and say, "First of all trying to call me Donatello is not making you sound older if anything younger, I'm making you a ba ba because you need to eat, and you can say ba ba but, I think you mean bottle in that case if you hadn't noticed your speech if regressed just like your body." Curse his logical thinking.

He finishes making it and brings me to the couch. He sits down and brings the bottle to my face. I open my mouth to say something but, he shoves the bottle in my mouth. I on instinct drain the bottle. Okay it was not as bad as I thought. The only real harm came to my pride. I hear Raph's loud voice echo through the lair as he talks to Leo. I don't think they found anything.

They come into the living room where me and Donnie are at. I quickly hide the bottle behind my back. I'm pretty sure Leo saw but, thank god he didn't say anything. Raph came over and picked me up. Don looked kind of jealous. I know I'm cute but, I'm not a ba… not the point.

"Okay Mikey it's time for your new rules. After that stunt you pulled you are lucky we are not tying you to a pole. Both the Foot and Shredder known you're a toddler now and you vulnerable."

What happened to sniffling "This is all my fault Raph." I try to get off his lap and his grip tightens. "Well here is a good start.

#1 You are to always be with someone one.

#2 If there are any accidents there will be diapers"

I try to protest that it hasn't happened so why is there a rule but, he continues.

"#3 Embrace this as of now you are 2 not, 15. Acting 15 in your body is dangerous.

#4 nap time is 10 in the morning and 1 in the afternoon. Bedtime is at 8 pm.

#5 anything we deem necessary. So if we do let you in the sewers with us, no letting go of our hands or we carry you the whole way.

So what is your input.

"No, it's nawt wike I'm nawt 15. I stiw tink wike I did. I stiw moswy act wike I did, and should be treawted wike a was," I ague. "Mikey you're being unreasonable. We don't want you to get hurt and honestly you don't have a choose," Leo tries to sway me. I kind of have a strange hurt to throw a tantrum but, I just walk… fine toddle towards Don since I'm least mad at him.

I want him to pick me up because I want to be held so I guess on instinct I just raise my arms and make 'grabby hands'. He picks me up and gives the others a smug look. They tried to muffle their coos but, I heard them. Trying to forget the situation I just hide my blushing face in Donnie's neck. This time they didn't even try to muffle it. I guess I'm feeling pretty sleepy from that bottle and I try to rub the sleep from my eyes. They sit and talk about how far Donnie has come along but, my head jerks up when I hear, "I wouldn't mind waiting out the whole month. I think he's cute like this." I turn my head and glare at Raph, "Waphie No, would you say that if you were in my possitten." They all let out a quiet chuckle. I just rub my eyes again. I'm have a sleep when they put the pacifier in my mouth. I'm too tired to even care.